I'm forever grateful to both of them for reducing those decisions down to something manageable.

Exactly.

Oh Beverly, that sounds extremely unpleasant. My neighbor stopped by and was understanding of my blood pressure cuff next to me as I watched news. I felt I had to keep track because, yes, anger is a powerful force.

Oh, man, Beverly, that sounds awful!

It underscores my need to *do* something concrete and not just stew in futility. Much better now. Just had tea and applesauce and a rice cake. My tummy's quite happy.

Beverly, I hope you are feeling better.

~ma to all of you.

Here, I enrolled back to get my librarianship diploma (and hopefully will know within a week if they have enough students to start the academic year), and SO and I broke up (he moved to another city and other reasons, but it was the logical thing to do because life intervened and we were in different stages of life in order to meet it together). It was about two weeks ago and that's what it took to re-built most of my emotional backbone, though I'm still working on it. I loved him.

One is how the culture repeatedly minimizes the effect on women. How they are expected to get over it and even this pressure to say, "I wasn't raped but..." and have to justify their feelings about these experiences.

And with it, there's the whole narrative of "if it was that bad you will feel terrible all of your life and will never know trust or joy again, because it was that bad". To which I say, bullshit.

But hi, you know what's fine and nice and the thing I came here to post in the first place? This thing: [link] (There's a cake awareness conference thing. These are two of my friends, Lili and Elisheva, and they are marvelous).

Timelies all!

Gary and I are going to see James Keelaghan in concert tonight. Should be nice.

Enjoy the concert, Sheryl.

I'm sorry, Shir. The end of a relationship is always hard even when you know it is for the best.

I'm making box-mix blueberry muffins (the Krusteaz brand, which is probably the best), and will have pizza to put in the oven when it is free. Dinner, solved!

oh all the nice things to read. I would be so happy to come to everyone's home and do for you all what I cannot do for myself - organize, de-clutter, and re-arrange.

Not great day at the shelter. No adoptions and word that a dog I had fostered had to be put down (returned by two different people for biting). Adopters just not listening to what we know about the dog and the dog being a not very nice dog.

Now I am home in a very clean (for me) house with my Bailey who I am loving on and Maya the dog we sit for. Maya's people had to leave the country for the very ill father/father-in-law who is probably being taken off life support tomorrow.

The reason the house is so clean is being I had a house visit from a rescue organization. I should find out in a day or two if I am approved to be a foster home for the Boston Terrier Rescue of North Texas! YAY!

I love the little Bostons -- they're so with-it.

Oh man, Beverly, that sounds terrible!

And I'm sorry about the breakup, Shir, but congrats on the re-enrolling!

My house is getting clean, although I just remembered I have to switch out laundry. A friend is staying here Tuesday, and then strangers staying for the band festival Thursday - Tuesday. YIKES.